“I’m not here to judge. You know me better than that. I just want to tell him to stop evading me. I don’t like it.” His smile disappeared and he looked to the ground. Yeah, Lucas wouldn’t like that happening. He didn’t have many friends and losing the ones he had would hurt him.

“All right, just sit tight. He should be here soon. He has to come in here for his appointment card.”

Lucas’s smile was back. “Thanks.” He’d made it to the seat across from my desk when another knock sounded on my door.

“Enter,” I called.

The door opened and West poked his head in. “Hey—Lucas,” West called, his voice higher than I’d heard it before. “What are you doing here?” West stepped through the door, closed it, and leaned against the wooden panel. He looked pale.

Fuck. Not another one who hadn’t said shit to people. Sighing, I dropped my head back and then stood.

“A-Are you working here?” Lucas asked.

West gulped. He looked at me, and I nodded toward Lucas, trying to tell him he needed to explain this to my brother. West rubbed a hand over his face and moved over to lean his ass on my damn desk as he faced Lucas.

“Shit, ah, yes, I’m working here. The job I had wasn’t paying enough and they cut my hours back. I needed a new job that paid well with hours that suited me. This was it.”

“But… you’re willing to sleep with people for it?” Lucas asked; then he noticed what he said and his hands shot up. “Not that I’m judging because I’m not. It’s just… I mean… um, that… ah, I thought you’ve only ever been with one guy.”

West smiled. “I have, but it doesn’t mean we didn’t do a lot of things. Things that I enjoyed. Plus, Saint promised he wouldn’t have me be with anyone shady.”

“We’re starting out slow,” I offered. “I’m only sending him out on dates where a man is looking for company, not sex. Yet.”

Lucas nodded. “Okay, that’s good, and I’m sure the men will love you because you’re handsome.”

“Can I tell Wreck you said that?” I asked. Lucas glared and I chuckled. Wreck was damn protective of Lucas. He didn’t like anyone looking at him or talking to him if he thought they wanted a piece of him. He also wasn’t a fan of Lucas saying shit like that. I just thought it was hilarious and often teased them about it.

“He’ll know I didn’t mean anything by it,” Lucas said.

I raised a brow.

“He will,” Lucas stated. I grinned. “Oh, shut up, you.” Lucas looked back to West. “I’m upset with you.”

“Because I didn’t tell you what’s going on and now this?”

“Exactly.”

“I know. I’d be pissed as well if it was you. I just didn’t want to spoil what was happening between you and Wreck. I didn’t want to be a downer.”

“Stop it. No matter when or where, you can come to me. I’m always here for you.” Lucas suddenly sat straighter. Crap, he’d had an idea and I wasn’t sure it would be good for Wreck in the end. “I know. You should come live with Wreck and me for a little while when we move into the new place in about a month.” Lucas could see West was about to say no, so he went on. “It’ll be cheaper than where you are now and closer to the college. The house is huge.” He waved his hand out and around him. “We won’t be in each other’s way at all.”